#emilio 002

@emilio-kovac​ This was something that had turned into some sort of habit : any time he knew his wife wouldn’t be home until very late at night, Thomas would either take advantage of that with his illegal activities, or if it was an idle night, he’d hang out with Emilio. Tonight was the latter. A bag of take out from Devran’s, Thomas had rung at the inter-phone and climbed up the stairs that led to Emilio’s with a pep in his walk, and as the tradition demanded, pressed on the doorbell continuously, with a shit eating grin smile at the ready for whenever his friend would come for the door. “Well that took you long enough.”